Cheng Zhenzhu felt relieved when she saw the four brothers having fun together and Liu Tiao who was gradually getting better.

"Guo~Guo~" After a burst of six "quack quack" sounds, two more crisp and loud words came out.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhenzhu took her temperature again. It was 37.2 degrees Celsius, her fever had subsided. It was already six minutes past midnight on January 1st.

Is this considered to be in the past? Cheng Zhenzhu's mind moved, and

【——"Daily Life of a Military Marriage in the 1970s"——

At the end of December, a cold wind blew across An Island for several days, and the temperature was probably only ten degrees Celsius at most, freezing cold. Little Lu Fangan faced the first challenge of his life—a fever of forty degrees Celsius...

The plot text that suddenly appeared also shattered and dissipated...

"Wait, mom will wash the apples for you." Cheng Zhenzhu felt relieved and went outside to get a small piece of apple flesh for the six hungry ones. They each took a quarter of each apple.

"Baji, baji~" When he was in his mother's arms, his six eyes were still a little red, but they were bright. He grabbed the apple flesh and stuffed it into his mouth. He had recently sprouted two small teeth, which made him more powerful when biting.

The crisp sound of a few "crackling" is also very satisfying. You can tell that it is a sweet and juicy fruit.

...Cheng Zhenzhu helped Liu Tiao cover himself tightly with the quilt and began to review Liu Tiao's sudden illness. The time of illness described in the text fragment was correct, but the fever reaching 40 degrees Celsius was not true, nor was the crying and tantrum, nor was the convulsion caused by the persistent high fever...

This means that the plot of the novel is slowly shifting and changing!

This was a good sign. Could these plot lines be considered a sign for her? Cheng Zhenzhu pondered for a moment, then calmed down. This was a random incident, so it was hard to judge at this point. It would take time to verify any conjecture.

"Okay, Liu Tiao is fine, go to sleep. Cover yourself with the quilts, don't catch a cold..." Cheng Zhenzhu looked at the little ones who had finished eating the apples, helped them wipe their hands clean, and called them into bed, "Is the hot water bottle still warm? Do you want your mother to fill it with some more hot water for you?"

"It's warm~" Peng San Tiao held the hot water bottle, slowly closed his eyes, and his little face was red.

Cheng Zhenzhu smiled, closed her eyes, and slowly soothed the little ball in her arms. "Liu Tiao, go to sleep quickly too. Stay healthy. I'll make you something delicious tomorrow..."

"Guoguo~" Liu Tiao stretched out his little hand towards his mother.

"You only care about Guoguo." Cheng Zhenzhu found it a little funny and shook the six little hands. "How about I give you a strawberry tomorrow?"

"Strawberry?" Peng Ertiao, who had not fallen asleep yet, suddenly raised his head, his eyes bright and round.

"Well, strawberries. I haven't eaten them in a while. I'll give you each a bowl tomorrow."

"Okay!" The half-asleep Peng Yitiao also poked his head out.

"Honghong, sweet~" The three little ones were dazed, mumbling a few words with their little mouths, and their two light-colored eyebrows were curved.

"Awoo~" Liu Tiao bit his lips and stared at his mother with his big cute eyes.

"I know~" Cheng Zhenzhu gave the remaining half piece of apple flesh to the crying little guy and watched him chew it slowly.

After all, it only had a few small teeth, and after ten minutes of chewing, six of them were tired, and their eyes began to half-open and half-close. Cheng Zhenzhu was afraid that the little guy would suddenly have a fever, so she didn't dare to sleep soundly. It was not until the next morning that she found a lively little handsome boy that she was completely relieved.

"Get up." Cheng Zhenzhu got up and helped Liu Tiao put on his clothes.

After getting dressed, Liu Tiao danced in his mother's arms, doing a tap dance. His eyes were bright black and full of life. He was completely different from the tearful baby from last night.

Cheng Zhenzhu helped the spirited little six-piece put on his shoes and tied a bib on him. Now this drooling kid needs at least four bibs a day.

"Haha~" Liu Tiao was held upright and lay on his mother's shoulder, waving happily to his brothers.

"Brother is still sleeping. Mom will take you to warm up by the fire."

Today is New Year's Day. I don't have to go to school. Plus, I got up in the middle of the night and haven't slept in a long time, so my brothers all stayed in bed together...

"Is it warm?" Cheng Zhenzhu moved a chair and held the little one in front of the rotten pot to warm herself by the fire.

"Ah~" Six eyes stared at the orange-yellow flames, spread out two feet, and two small hands turned around, happy and curious.

Not bad. She's learned the fire-roasting pose all by herself. Cheng Zhenzhu's heart melted at the sight of the adorable soft dumpling...

"Mom, wash your face." After Yitiao woke up, he dug his two remaining brothers out of the quilt and asked them to wash up.

"Teeth, so white~" Peng Sandiao bared his teeth, showing a row of small white teeth to his mother.

"Yeah, not bad." Cheng Zhenzhu applied face cream to the little ones and gave each of them a large white bun. Yesterday they had the one stuffed with oil residue and cabbage, today they had the one stuffed with mushrooms and lean meat.

The buns were generous; one was enough for two, and I was full. One was still a little empty, so I had a smaller one. Three was too much, so I scraped off some of the dough for the six that kept reaching out.

"Here you go." San Tiao took a bite of the greasy meat filling and picked up some soft white dough.

"Ahhh~" Liu Tiao held the dough in both paws, clenched his fists tightly and stuffed it into his mouth. He hadn't eaten it for a long time, and he was so anxious that his mouth was open and drooling.

Peng Ertiao watched from the side and shook his head. He couldn't eat the food even though it was right in his hand. It was obvious that his younger brother Liu Tiao wasn't very smart...

Cheng Zhenzhu looked at Xiao Liutiao, who was eagerly snatching food from Santiao, and picked him up. "Okay, Liutiao, you're full."

"Woo woo~" Liu Tiao shook his hands, feeling a little aggrieved.

He is not full yet.

"Six Tiao, I'll give you some." Yi Tiao looked at the last bit of white dough in his hand, took a bite, and gave the remaining ingredients to Six Tiao...

"Comrade Cheng, Comrade Cheng, you have another letter." Not long after breakfast, a thick male voice was heard outside the yard.

Peng Ertiao's eyes lit up and he immediately ran out, "Grandma and Grandpa have sent another package!"

Peng's two thin legs were even faster, and he rushed out like a rocket launcher.

"Naonao, Naoye, Tangtang~" Peng Sandiao followed his mother, tossing and turning with his short legs.

"Comrade Wang, have a cup of tea first." Cheng Zhenzhu handed the warm tea to the honest middle-aged man in green clothes in front of her.

Comrade Wang has been here several times recently, and they've become familiar with each other over time.

"Thank you, Comrade Cheng." Wang Baogen breathed a sigh of relief, drank the warm tea in one gulp, and took out the letter and package. "Comrade Cheng, this time there is a letter and two packages."

"Two packages?" Cheng Zhenzhu was surprised. The dried seafood she'd exchanged with Sister Yumei and Sister Daming had only been sent a few days ago. She didn't even know if they'd received it, so how could two more packages arrive?